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Last night my lover tasted me and I swallowed him. I never knew I could give myself up the way I did...
But Oh!!!
I'm learning so many new things about what I like and what I love and I know one thing for sure:
I love switching !!
Picture this:
I walk in. Conservatively snug fit, in a cream colored, non revealing dress. Matching 5 inch stiletto heels.
I gently direct my subject to submit just briefly. He obliges temporarily.
My Love bows, removes my heels, prepares my drink and assures my comfort is well set in motion.
And then
I relinquish control...
He doesn't know what I'd like tonight, so I gently guide his hand
I place it on that special curve & Oh
The party gets turned up! Shiny lights! Drinks pouring! Big city style!!
There's plenty I've got to learn to be obedient as a sub. Collaring, training and strict submission, but leave no marks.
The next day, my nipples, still sensitive from the night before, cause my pussy to remain moist and obedient. Ready for the task master.
To take him and drink him. To serve him, my sweetly flavored pussy rum.
Eager for more pulling and training.
[14][/14]I am getting anxious to get the show on the road, so to speak! I'm nearly ready to activate my profile and get so hot thinking about pleasuring some of the cool guys I have been in contact with recently. I am so ready to throw on my sexiest heels, grab some toys and get very dirty for some wicked fun!
Not every caller who calls Me wants to talk about sex or fetish. While it's true that 90% are randy and want to get off, there are the 10% who just want somebody to talk to. They're lonely, they're feeling depressed and they want a neutral ear to listen and to sound off to. That was the case last night with a lovely caller who spent an hour with Me.
It was his first time. He admitted he'd never called a phone sex line before, and was rather nervous to say the least. He wanted to know why I did the job. He was actually quite interested in what I gained from it, at first assuming it was because of the money. I think I surprised him when I told him I do it because I actually enjoy it. Yes; money is a perk, but the fact is I do enjoy talking to men - about sex and other things. It's an interesting job and you get to speak to lots of interesting people.
He was very unsure though. He kept asking several times during the call; "Are you just telling me this because you want the money?", so I kept reassuring him. "Look, while I enjoy getting paid for what I do, I also enjoy doing what I do. If I didn't enjoy it, I wouldn't have done it for 12 years." This seemed to help, but nevertheless, he was still unsure.
I told him a little about Myself, and before long, he began to relax, so much so that he admitted he was calling because 2 days earlier, his marriage had ended. So there he was, on his own, no wife, separated from their children, talking to me, and actually my heart did go out to him. See, I'm not a cold-hearted bitch all the time. This guy needed to talk, and I was prepared to listen.
He talked about how his wife just wasn't interested in him. "I haven't had sex in about 7 months," he said sadly. "She's not interested. I've tried. I've bought toys to spice things up - she just used the toys and ignored me. Tonight, she's out seeing male strippers." Some women can be total bitches can't they? I mean, not many men would do that - would work hard to make things work - but she clearly didn't try.
"I know you probably get told this all the time;" he said quietly, "but one of the reasons my marriage failed is the size of my cock. It hurts my wife, because it's too big. That's why she isn't interested. Many guys brag that they have big cocks, but I do, and I hate it. It's not good." Now this is genuine. This is not some guy saying "I've got a massive cock - now worship it." This is a man speaking the truth - he can't have sex with his wife, because she finds it too painful. "But there are ways to get around that," I told him. "Have you sought professional help?"
"She's not interested," he replied sadly. "More interested in the toys I've spent a fortune on." How sad.
As he opened up more, he was asking if it was okay to talk to me about this. "I don't want to take up your time," he said. "You can speak to somebody else if you want."
"Don't be silly," I replied. "I'm happy to talk to you for as long as you like. It sounds like you need to talk to somebody, so talk."
So we talked. He lit a cigarette and so did I, and he poured his heart out, about how he feels like a failure. "You're not a failure!" I scolded him. "You just weren't with the right person. The right person will come along eventually."
Poor guy was so dejected. Clearly the estranged wife has made sure she's given his ego a good battering, and as he said, there's children involved, so it makes it even worse.
When the call finally finished, he thanked Me for chatting to him. "I think you're right," he finally admitted. "This isn't always fake is it? You're a very good listener."
I felt really good about that, and I told him I hoped that by listening and letting him talk, I'd helped him to see things a bit clearer. He seemed happier and more positive in the end; taking My advice to go away for a few days and get his head together. "You're too close to it right now," I told him. "It's early days and it's still raw. Go somewhere for a few days, and come back with a different perspective on things. It will become clear."
I really do hope things work out for him and eventually he can find a woman who doesn't treat him like crap. Not My place to say, but I think the wife dumping him has done him a favour. I mean; who wants to spend the rest of their life with somebody that selfish? Poor guy. Let's hope he finds himself a nice girl soon, who will treat him nice and with respect.
So last night I took a call from an abusive caller. Now don't get Me wrong - the vast majority of men I speak to are lovely and a pleasure to converse with. In fact, I enjoy 99% ofMy calls because they are respectful, well mannered and speak to Me as they should.
But of course there is always an exception to the rule - and the prick I spoke to last night was that exception.
I could tell it wasn't going to go well the moment I introduced Myself and received the reply; "so what's your REAL name?" Yes, like I'm going to tell you that! Get real boy - it's a FANTASY service, not a come-over-here-and-stalk-Me service! So I explained that as far as he was concerned, that was My real name.
"What kind of fucking name is that?" came his tosserific reply. BIG MISTAKE!
"Mine," I simply replied, not giving him an inch. "I like it. I think it suits Me perfectly because I am like Cristal - the champagne that is - reassuringly expensive!"
"Well I think you're just a bullshitter," he sneered back.
"Oh do you?" I replied. "Let's see how much of a bullshitter I am when I hang up on your ass!"
And that's exactly what I did - before promptly barring him from My lines. Good luck trying to call Me again, you miserable sack of shit!
I had a new slave call Me last night, who was very much into public domination and humiliation. He started off by explaining how is ex-girlfriend use to tie him spread-eagled in the garden, for all to see his vulnerability and his tiny tickle-tackle!
She would either use his mouth of her own pleasure, or slap him across the face. Sometimes while they were out in public, she would slap him across the face for no reason, before telling him that his hardening pathetic little willy sickened her. I like her style.
I told him that I would do much better than that. I would make it clear to the public that I was definitely the one in control, as I led him around via leash. If I wanted to sit down and take a rest, he would immediately drop to his knees and worship My heels like an obedient puppy. If he failed to worship to My satisfaction, I too would be slapping him across the face to further humiliate him.
But the ultimate tease came when I decided to light up a cigarette. (I don't smoke indoors, so therefore don't smoke on cam. But I do smoke during phone chats.) I told him that he would make the perfect human ashtray. As he worshipped My heels, I would be puffing away on My cigarette, holding it between My long, red manicured fingers, taking the stub of the cigarette between My full red lips, and taking a nice long drag. Then, I would pull his face up by his hair, order him to open his mouth, and blow the smoke straight into his mouth, while he shivered with excitement.
Amid the moans and groans coming from slave, I told him that the ash from My cigarette would also be flicked on his tongue for him to eat and swallow. And once My cigarette was finished, I would pinch his jaw until he had no choice but to open wide, take the tip of his tongue between My thumb and fingernail and pull it forcefully between his lips. Then, the finished but still lit cigarette stub would be placed on his tongue, before I clamped and held his jaw shut for him to swallow.
This description resulted in the most powerful orgasm he has ever experienced, and he proved this by repeatedly crying out "oh I think I love you Mistress!" Yes, they all do - but they can NEVER have Me!
So last night, Mr Top From Bottom called again. Yes, he's clearly a glutton for punishment!
"Back for more are you?" I asked as soon as I recognised his voice. Of course he conveniently forgot that we had spoken the previous night - yeah right! After I told him I KNEW he wasn't submissive, he started off with the same old crap as he did the night before, and I let him as I chuckled in amusement at his attempts to try and fail to over-power Me. Silly boy! He really doesn't know who's he's dealing with, does he?
Then he started talking about his oh so big cock again. "It's very stiff and long," he said rather proudly. "Of course it is," I responded. "Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?"
"I think you'll like it when the head throbs," he continued.
"Only if I make it throb with My whip," I retorted.
"It would be great to fuck you with," came the reply.
"Do I sound like the kind of Dominatrix who fucks slaves?" I asked. No answer. "Well do I?" I demanded again. "Well I just figured it would be nice to fuck you," came the now very meek reply. "The only way I'll be fucking you is in your dreams," I taunted. "That's about the best you can hope for. My body is for real men - not for pathetic ticks like you!"
He rapidly changed the subject - I was getting to him and once again, he was staring utter failure in the face. "How old are you?" he asked. "I've already told you," I replied in a rather bored voice. "I told you last night and I told you about 10 minutes ago, when you asked for the second time. Or is your memory as pathetic as your cock?" Cue the nervous stuttering from this minion.
"Where are you from?" was the next question. "None of your business," was My reply. "Next question?" Oh, he was trying so very hard to win Me over. Not gonna happen. Finally, he realised he was on to a loser or maybe that he really IS a loser. "You're very professional, aren't you?" he finally admitted. "Yes, that's what happens when you're a Professional Dominatrix, and have been for the past 12 years," I replied. "And that's why I know, as well you as know, that you aren't going to take charge. Not ever."
"Yes, I can see you're very good," he admitted. "Perhaps a bit too good for me."
"Funny that," I chuckled before he hung up; finally accepting defeat. Wonder if he'll be back again tonight? Oh I do hope so!
So last night I had a call from a guy who was NOT at all submissive - despite the fact that he claimed to be. I could tell straight away from his whole attitude that there wasn't a submissive bone in his body. And as the call progressed, it quickly became apparent that he was definitely going to try to top from bottom. Now some Ladies would hang up at this- not Me. I see this as a game - a game of how long he'll last before he realises he will never get the better of Me.
So I took his money, while he tried and failed to win control of the situation. I even told him that I knew exactly what he was doing and I'd encountered and over-powered many like him before. "You may as well quit trying," I sighed to him. "Not a single fake-sub has ever gotten the better of Me and you're no different." He carried on talking about how he had a big stiff cock and he knew I'd like it. "The only way I'll like it is if I can torture it, while you scream for mercy," I said to him, quickly becoming rather bored of his pathetic attempts to take charge. "Oh I think you'll like to sit on this stiff cock," he said arrogantly. "No dear," I replied. "If it was a choice between sitting on searing hot coals and your so-called stiff cock, the hot coals would win easily." Next he went on to tell Me how attractive he claimed he was. "Yes, keep telling yourself that," I said, chuckling.
In the end I gave it to him straight. "In the 12 years I've been dominating men, I've found that a few, not many, but a few like to take control," I explained. "The thing is they NEVER manage to take control. Not once. I'm ALWAYS in control. And the fakes who have disappeared feeling really rather foolish are testament to that. So if you think I'm going to waiver, and allow you to take charge, you're very much mistaken!"
He hung up - yes, he'd met his match and more. I get the feeling he's tried this with several phone Dommes, and some have actually given in. Not Me, and the more I spurned his "advances" the more increasingly desperate he became, hence the "I think you'll like my stiff cock," line. How boring.
The thing is; I know "subs" trying to top from bottom is annoying. But for Me it's highly amusing. It's game - a power-struggle for them - while I let themselves dig a bigger hole. And for Me? Well I just sit back and enjoy the entertainment of hearing just how desperate for attention they truly are.
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Lately, I been playing Titian Fall and HOLY CRAP! This game kicks Call of Duty's ass! It's so much fun; then again, I love Mech games. Titian Fall combines amazing FPS mechanics and awesome Mech mechanics. I been playing this game so much that I got to lvl 50 in three days. Haha!
On some other news, I will getting a new desk for my room! I know it's not the most exciting news ever but I'm happy about it. My current desk is actually a adjustable angle drawing table. It'll be nice to be about the have a REAL desk since my parents prevented me from taking my own while I packing up for college a couple of years ago. Also, on similar news, I will getting a new Asus desktop and a tv for my room. I typically don't like have a tv in my room but since I speed so much time in my room, might as well.
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So, I must be honest, I hate going on about myself. So here's what I have decided. We will start off with this: About Allegra. (I enjoy alliteration). What's going to happen (I hope!) is that you all will send me questions and during a future blog, I will answer them.
Obviously I won't be answering questions like "What's you address?" or "Can I have your phone number?" but if there's a detail you'd like to know about me, email your questions to indigoallegra@gmail.com. I look forward to revealing myself to you guys. ;-)
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